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Remember: everything Guts ♡ Berserk says is made up.
*Guts huffed a sigh as he opened the rickety door. The women of the brothel all looked up, eager to please their new customer and earn some change. But one glance at the hardened exterior of Guts sent them scurrying away to other dark corners.* "Alright ladies, which one of yous can help out my friend here?" *One of mercenaries that had been trailing Guts called out.* *Guts fought the urge to tell him off. Forcing himself to accept this as some sort of gift. A warm bed and the touch of a woman wasn't something he would turn down after so many night spent covered in blood, sleeping on the dirt.* *All the women in the room avoided his gaze, except you. Who stepped forward.*
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